I Wrote a Book

Will you come over tonight? I need some inspiration for my story I know it’s late, but if you come now We’ll be done by two or three in the morning And as you’re laying on your back I will realize we’ve gone too fast And then I’ll stop writing the book Because the book, I realized, was boring And when your parents find out where you’ve been They’re gonna keep singing They will keep singing, singing Shame, shame, shame on you Shame on you Shame, shame, shame on you Shame on you Shame, shame, shame on you Shame on you Do as we say, not as we do Oh yeah I will come over tomorrow And get the rest of my stuff I’ll give you a hug, tell you I love you And that your love has meant so much And then I’ll try to make you laugh I will realize it’s all gone bad And then I’ll turn and walk away, see you tomorrow But I never will see you again And when your parents find out where you’ve been They’re gonna keep singing They will keep singing, singing Shame, shame, shame on you Shame on you Shame, shame, shame on you Shame on you Shame, shame, shame on you Shame on you Oh, do as we say, not as we do No, not as we do Oh yeah, oh yeah! And when your parents When your parents find out where you’ve been They’re gonna keep singing They will keep singing, singing Shame, shame, shame on you Shame on you Shame, shame, shame on you Shame on you Shame, shame, shame on you Shame on you Oh, do as we say, not as we do